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Mark Rimmell

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42 [Feb. 2nd, 2009|12:11 am]
Mark Rimmell
[mood |A little down.]

The weekend was very odd...
Friday was Karen's father's funeral. I did a lot of thinking about that this weekend. I wish I'd been able to get to know her father, but I'm sorry to say I only met the man twice. My heart went out to the family not least of all because I knew what they were going through. Saturday we had planned to go out but I guess we really weren't up for it. I really wasn't up for it tonight either but...

Tonight I went to a pub in Twickers folk because woodlandguy was playing there... And Very good he was too. Rather enjoyed the main act of the evening as well. I think the snow put off most of the regulars which is a pity, or perhaps it made the evening, in that Dunkirk spirit sort of way.

I walked home via the river because I thought the snow would be better appreciated along the towpath. Found a bit of camping furniture being thrown out so lugged that home, I was white from head to toe by the time I got in and carrying home a chair froze my hands even though I kept swapping it between hands along the way.

Had some random thoughts about groups of people and how they seek safety in numbers, be it nations, political parties or sub cultures... The random thoughts coalesced into the conclusion we'd all be better off as 6.8 billion minorities of 1 and that if we want a group to belong to it's the human race and we should all embrace the strength that comes through the diversity of our species.

OK I hold up my hand and admit I had a couple of drinks but that makes the moment of readout no less valid. Although I did start to rethink the whole experience when I decided the H2G2 moment of readout had been reached... which could be an atheistic road to Damascus moment, or I have delusions of grandeur (even more than usual). However it was one of those moments where it all makes sense... if being half frozen and half cut makes any sense tonight was the night for me. And now the doubt starts to creep in... which is a shame because for a moment there in the middle of the night, by the river, and standing watching the the snow fall, it all made perfect sense.
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[User Picture]From: woodlandguy
2009-02-02 12:47 pm (UTC)
Thanks for coming out lastnight. You must have looked like a snowman when you got home. Glad to read you hadn't fallen over - Mr Rimmell, slippery terra-firma and beer is a dodgy mix.
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[User Picture]From: markrimmell
2009-02-02 01:06 pm (UTC)
Grish has a photo of me with snow on my hair... I went for quite a wander in the snow last night... no one was around it was wonderful!
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[User Picture]From: woodlandguy
2009-02-02 01:11 pm (UTC)
SnowGoth! Hope she posts it *<|:o)
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